Countless questions arose in his mind, and Mo Sifei suddenly felt that many things seemed to be getting more and more confusing, and his head started to hurt. Gradually, the headache became more and more severe, and he felt as if he was being torn from the top of his head by a strong force, and he would not give up until he was torn in half.
Mo Sifei couldn't hold on anymore and cried out in pain, instantly losing consciousness and falling to the ground.
The sound of breathing, heavy breathing, back and forth, seems to be the rhythm of a dream. A little consciousness returned to his mind, and Mo Sifei felt that his whole body was powerless, as if he was floating in the sea. He vaguely knew that he was in a dream.
"You're too anxious!"
A familiar voice sounded in his dream, but this fragmentary consciousness was not enough for Mo Sifei to recall where he had heard it. All he knew was that the speaker's tone seemed to be reproachful. Who was he speaking to
"I... what should I do?"
The other voice was still familiar, and it seemed to be a woman.
"Fortunately, I was prepared." The man said.
Mo Sifei wanted to open his eyes, but suddenly he remembered that he was in a dream. Even if he opened his eyes, he would not be able to see the speaker. His mind regained some flexibility, and he began to think that what happened in the dream must be related to reality. Could it be that these things had happened in his memory before, or even happened yesterday!
This thought made Mo Sifei tremble all over, almost sitting up in shock. Almost at the same time, he asked about the looming fragrance again, as if the woman in the white dress was beside him. An inexplicable sense of relief calmed down Mo Sifei's restless mind, and his consciousness began to become drowsy again, sinking into the depths of the sea of consciousness.
Mo Sifei fell asleep completely.
The sky was spinning, the earth was shaking, and the mountains were shaking. Mo Sifei woke up suddenly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Jiao Lei's big face occupying his entire field of vision.
"Why are you still sleeping! It's already afternoon!" Jiao Lei shook Mo Sifei and shouted.
Under this situation, Mo Sifei couldn't help but wake up. As his consciousness returned, he found himself lying on the bed. Jiao Lei actually climbed onto his bed, holding his collar with both hands. Mo Sifei shook his head, trying to wake himself up, and asked, "Did I sleep all afternoon?"
"Anyway, when I came here, I saw you were still sleeping." Jiao Lei said.
"Did I lose my memory again?" Mo Sifei looked around, wanting to ask his brothers in the dormitory, but found that he and Jiao Lei were the only ones in the dormitory.
"Where have the others gone?" Mo Sifei asked.
"Others?" Jiao Lei followed Mo Sifei's gaze and looked around, then understood, "You mean the people in your dormitory. Today is Saturday, and they are all locals. Of course they have gone home."
"So that's it." After Jiao Lei reminded him, Mo Sifei was immediately relieved. He was also wondering why his mind had been a little sluggish recently and he had become suspicious.
Maybe it's because he hasn't woken up yet, Mo Sifei thought and was about to get out of bed, when he found Jiao Lei still staring at him on the bed.
"What are you doing here?"
"What are you doing?" Jiao Lei said inexplicably: "You must have fallen asleep! The drama club is about to start a performance, and we agreed to be Lou Yuqing's bodyguards!"
"Yes! This happened!" Mo Sifei realized it in hindsight again, feeling that he had really become stupid for not even thinking of such a thing.
"It seems that you haven't woken up yet, so your mind is a little confused. You'd better get up quickly, we don't have much time left!" Jiao Lei urged.
"Okay." Mo Sifei replied.
"Then why don't you get up? Speed up!"
"you know too!"
"What do you mean?" Jiao Lei was confused this time.
Mo Sifei scolded: "You should go away first! How can I get out of bed with you on top of me?"
Only then did Jiao Lei react and jumped out of bed embarrassedly. Mo Sifei shook his head and sighed: "Could it be that I was infected by this idiot, and that's why I became so slow? It turns out that those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are black."
"What are you mumbling about?" Jiao Lei asked.
"Uh... I'm praising you for being smart!"
"You brat, what are you talking about?"
Seeing Jiao Lei's shy look made Mo Sifei wake up completely.
Before leaving the dormitory, Mo Sifei remembered his cell phone that was still charging. Under Jiao Lei's urging, he only had time to put the cell phone into his pocket and followed him to the small theater.
When they arrived at the small theater, Mo Sifei discovered that the drama club was so popular. The entrance hall was already overcrowded, and the auditorium was already packed. Many people simply stood in the aisle waiting for the show to begin. This also caused Mo Sifei and Jiao Lei and the two were struggling. Fortunately, Lou Yuqing happened to appear and saw the two people struggling to move forward in the crowd. Just like that, Mo Sifei and Jiao Lei followed the beautiful lady Lou directly to the backstage under the envious eyes of everyone.
"Why are you two so stupid? There is another door to the backstage." Lou Yuqing joked to the two of them.
"That's right!" Jiao Lei suddenly recalled, "I came through the back door at the last memorial service!"
Mo Sifei didn't want to speak and only cast a contemptuous look at Jiao Lei, but the other party didn't notice at all.
Entering the backstage, Mo Sifei began to observe the surroundings. After all, this was just a small theater in the school, and the environment was much simpler than he expected. There is a corridor, two dressing rooms, two dressing rooms, and at the end of the corridor is the legendary back door. If the stalker is really bold enough to show up here, he will definitely not hide from everyone's sight. There will be so many people on the field that it will not be possible for the stalker to escape easily. So from this point of view, Lou Yuqing's invitation to come here to escort them was clearly unnecessary.
On the other hand, it's not a bad thing, after all, you can enjoy a drama at a close distance. Until now, Mo Sifei still doesn't know what they are going to perform this time.
"Content? "King Lear" is one of Shakespeare's four major tragedies. You don't even know this!" It was rare for him to show off in front of Mo Sifei, so Jiao Lei said this with great pride.
"Let me tell you, Lou Yuqing plays the protagonist, Cordelia, the youngest daughter of King Lear." Jiao Lei continued to show off.
Mo Sifei couldn't help but look at Jiao Lei with admiration, "I didn't expect you to actually study drama."
"That's natural!" Jiao Lei raised his head proudly.
"Actually, I did this research specifically for Lou Yuqing." Mo Sifei couldn't stand it anymore and exposed Jiao Lei's true face in one sentence.
"Everyone is just here to fool around, can you give me some face!" Jiao Lei quickly covered Mo Sifei's mouth, "There are so many people around watching!"
While the two were talking, sneers came from the side, and the two looked to the side almost at the same time. I saw a boy in costume standing there, looking at them with ridicule and disdain. The boy was short and had long hair. His fake beard obscured his face, but his eyes, as small as mung beans, gave off a disgusting and wretched look.